Chapter 2
As soon as the door closed, Jason let out a big sigh of relief. What had just happened was something he had never dreamed in a million years would happen. And the tent in his shorts was not going to go away on its own. At least there was a more pleasurable way of relieving the tension, so to speak.
Dropping his shorts and underpants, he walked over to the sofa, sitting in the spot where Janice had sat. Taking himself in his hand he began stroking his very hard 8" thick cock in a frantic motion. His thoughts of what he had just witnessed. The most amazing pair of tits he had ever seen in his life. To think they belong to a much older woman than what he was normally attracted to made it more erotic. He was imagining fondling them with his hands and then sucking those large nipples into his mouth. That proved to be what sent him over the top as he exploded, shooting thick ropes of his cum onto his T-shirt. As he began to relax from his massive release of "tension," he began to wonder what Janice was thinking.
Just as she made it to her car, Janice had tears streaming down her face. It was a basket of emotions she was trying to make sense of. First, was the fact that she was coerced into doing something against her better judgment?
Second, she allowed another man to see her sexually. She felt she had betrayed her marriage vows even though her husband had passed away just over 2 years ago.
Third, her breasts were still aching to be fondled and groped. This was something she regretted having to do in her car but, desperate times called for desperate measures, her husband used to say.
Taking a quick scan around the parking lot, making sure nobody was around, she started the car, then turned the air conditioning on high pointing the vents towards her as she was incredibly hot. She then eased the seat back until she was at a 45 degree angle. Another glance around the parking lot now assured no one was around or could see her. She closed her eyes replaying in her mind what had just taken place.
She squeezed her breasts from the base to the nipple with a hard squeeze at the end. She kept repeating this action. All the while thinking about how naughty she was exposing her breasts to a stranger. A stranger that had to be the same age as her son and daughter. Those thoughts made her even more excited. She could feel how wet and steamy she was between her legs. Even with the air conditioning on high, she could smell the musk of her sex. This was proving to be too much for her as her first orgasm in years coursed through her body like a lightning bolt. AUGGHHHHH, she moaned over and over again as her body was convulsing from her thoughts and self-manipulation. After what seemed an eternity Janice regained what composure she could muster and drove away.
It was Wednesday when Jason's cologne came. Looking at the cologne, it immediately took her back to that day. It reminded her of how she felt as a young schoolgirl with her first crush. Her breasts suddenly became super sensitive. Her nipples became even more pronounced visually as she could see them through her blouse. There was a fire raging between her legs. But to be honest with herself ever since that day when she thought about it this is what would happen. Although she would try to resist touching herself eventually her desires would become too much.
Today seeing his purchase was too much for Janice not to just go ahead and get it over with. Placing it on the nightstand by her bed, Janice began to undress. Imagining how she would do it if Jason was watching her. It began with her removing her blouse, slowly but seductively undoing the buttons. Dropping it to the floor she then started on her pants. First unbuttoning then slowly lowering the zipper pushing them down over her hips. Then she turned around with her back to the bed imagining Jason laying there watching her. Then she pushed them down while seductively bending over showing off her nice round ass. When she stepped out of them and turned back around she saw herself in the mirror on the dresser.
Although she wasn't ashamed of her reflection, she knew she could look better. First, she had to get sexier bras & panties. Although they were practical for a woman in her mid-50's she no longer wanted to be practical. She wanted to be sexy and confident. Looking in the mirror at herself she removed her bra then her granny panties chunking them to the corner of the room. She placed her hands under her 32C breasts, cupping them, feeling their weight. This felt good and she liked the way it looked in the mirror. Then with her thumb and finger, she began to roll her nipples between them. Doing this repeatedly sent shockwaves through her whole body causing her to moan out loud as she threw her head back and closed her eyes. She continued to do this imagining it was Jason's hands that were doing this to her. Telling her how he loved looking at her while she was touching her breasts.
Then suddenly it hit her like a freight train, another orgasm like she'd been having since that day in her car. Her knees went weak as her erotic sensations coursed through her body. Wave after wave of sheer intensity to slowly subsiding tremors. Janice moved her right hand down to the furry bush between her legs searching out her now very sensitive clit. Not that it was hard to find as it was unusually larger when aroused than most women. Or at least she thought but she really didn't have anything to go by.
It was a source of embarrassment while growing up but her husband loved it as he was always good at giving it the attention it deserved. She then had the naughty thought would Jason feel the same way? Then her self-doubt kicked in as she wondered if he would even want to see her again. Would he even want the cologne he had purchased? After all, he had gotten what wanted by her letting him see her breasts. This killed her mood as she now felt ashamed. Walking over to the corner where her granny panties and bra were crumpled on the floor. She picked them up and began putting them back on as she finished dressing and went back to work. She needed to get all the items that were delivered distributed out to her clients. This filled the rest of her day as she forgot all about the cologne still sitting on her nightstand for Jason.
That night when she went to bed she saw it sitting there. Dejected she thought what am I going to with it? If I call him to tell him I have it, will he even answer the phone? Does he even remember buying it?
Self-doubt had always been a problem for Janice, although she had always been attractive while growing up. She was painfully shy. John, her late husband, had been her high school sweetheart. They started dating the spring of her freshman year. John was a junior. They even continued dating while he was in college. They both lost their virginity to each other the summer after she graduated from high school. Both their parents knew marriage was going to be in their near future so they embraced and supported them well before they got married. Their marriage happened soon after John's graduation and 4 years later she had the first of their 2 children, John Jr., and 3 years later daughter, Amanda.
John was a very good provider both emotionally and financially as he was a very successful husband, father, and businessman. They were never rich in her eyes but John had provided a very secure living for them through their marriage of nearly 30 years. Although money could be tight at times there was never any real worry about their finances.
That was until that fateful day when John, seemingly in good health, had a massive brain aneurysm and died in his office. That was 2 1/2 years ago now and Janice had struggled mightily to cope with the loss emotionally. Financially John had set her up well, the life insurance payment was just over 2 million dollars. The mortgage on the house had been paid off 2 years prior. There were stock investments through John's 401k that were doing well. Both children had graduated from college before his death with no debt. So Janice was financially set for life as long as she lived within a budget which she was able to do.
It was a friend of Janice who had invited her to an Allure party and got her involved in selling the product. She saw it as a way of making a little extra money while working the hours she wanted to while also getting out of the house. She had been doing it for just over a year with moderate success. She would just sell enough to get on average $300 in commission checks a month. Which was fine with her it would cover her expenses with a little extra spending money.
So when she went to bed that night and saw the cologne still sitting on the nightstand it reminded her that she needed to at least try and contact Jason in the morning.
The next morning she found the sales slip with Jason's contact information. Taking a deep breath for courage as she dialed his number.
It was 8:45 when Jason was about to walk out of his office to go to the conference room for the daily progress meeting. Just as he was picking up his cell phone it started vibrating. Who could this be as he looked at the caller ID? It read Henderson, Janice, and her phone number. His heart started beating a mile a minute as he answered.
